Always at duty and paid heavily for his services, Deidre traveled widely across the countries and fulfilled his missions as told. It countlessly involved blood and the disappearance of someone, as usual.

Falling into a trap of thieves by the back streets, it caused a heave of adrenaline while carrying your bags of food, too terrified to move when they threatened with knives.

In the midst of an attack, a breeze brushed your hair across your cheeks, a flinch of silence. Slowly, following your senses was the lifeless men, the back of the attacker facing you when he glimpsed over his shoulder in a cold stare.